This space is not large, only a few dozen square meters.

And this space... is said to be space, but in fact it is just wrapped in this yellow light and forced to be isolated from the outside.

In the center of this space, there is a small platform.

This platform is only one square size, not too big, but... the materials used to build the platform are quite precious, it is actually the very rare kind of Shangyu!

Such a large piece of Shangyu is quite valuable. The most important thing is that there are many complex patterns carved on the surface of this Shangyu.

Jiang Feng couldn't understand what these patterns mean.

However... he could feel it. This pattern seemed to contain a very mysterious power.

As for what this power represents, Jiang Feng is unknown.

Another strange thing is that some parts of these patterns are covered with golden paint film. Of course, this golden paint is more like a brush.

If you feel it carefully, Jiang Feng could feel that the golden paint should contain the elements of the Demon-Subduing Gold.

Therefore, the Shangyu platform in front of you, including the patterns on it, all carry a kind of anti-evil power.

Although this platform is not big, relying on the power of suppressing evil spirits, it can be regarded as a space that evil spirits dare not approach.

In the middle of this platform, an iron sword was stabbed above. The iron sword was rusty and looked as if it could break at any time.

Jiang Feng looked at the position of the hilt of the iron sword again, and finally saw two words: Wushuang!

It seems that Wushuang is the name of this sword.

Well... the name is a good name, it looks like this sword, it's a bit crumbling!

Of course, Jiang Feng also remembered that when he was in the Five God Realm, he just left the Zhang family and got the first earth-level magic weapon Donghuang Sword!

At that time, the sword was also in a state of disgrace, looking like a fire stick.

Moreover, because the sword is too powerful, the cultivation level used is also limited. Jiang Feng finally reached the point where he was able to exert the power of the sword. Before he could use it a few times, Zhou Si snatched it away.

Jiang Feng was wondering, would this Wushuang Sword be like the Donghuang Sword, also a dusty treasure?

Of course, no matter how much I think about it, Jiang Feng did not give much hope.

At this time, Jiang Feng's eyes had shifted to the side, leaning against the corpse on the wall.

It was a white bone.

Looking at the appearance of the bones, they should be sitting.

It can also be seen that the rotten robe on the bones is that the owner of this robe should have been a relatively noble identity during his lifetime.

Look at the posture of the bones again, it was the posture of looking up at the sky. It seemed that before death, the bones were arguing with God, or... there was something unwilling to give up. I wanted to ask God for an explanation before death?
Chapter completed!